“Wait, isn’t MDMA…”
“Ecstasy, yes.” She bent down and put her face less than a foot from mine. “Plus a little bit of liquor to get you loosened up, of course, but you already knew that. I’m not incredibly proud of it, but I hope you understand I needed to. I could tell you were a good boy, and that you’d never cheat on your wife. But I could tell that you wanted to. And I’ve wanted you so badly this whole trip. I wanted that cock in my mouth so badly, fucking my face, until I drained those big balls of yours…” I felt a hand around my still hard length, and realized that she had slid the pillow to the side, and was jacking my prick gently with her warm, small hand. “Ooh, it’s bigger than it looked in your pants.” And with that, she abruptly bent down, swallowing my impressive length in one gulp, and bobbed her head up and down eagerly on it, before pulling off and giving a few luxurious, long licks, looking up at me greedily as she did so. I wanted to object, to throw her off me, but her touch was so magical, and I was feeling so incredible, a buzzing, euphoric sensation coursing through all of me as she lovingly and greedily attended to my tool. It was like I was frozen, watching her handle me, and I was entranced as she slipped off her robe gracefully, moving up, straddling me, and pulling me in for a passionate kiss. Her tongue danced with mine, her mouth sweet with a tinge of the liquor from before, and before I knew it, she had her breasts in my face, as I devoured her large, stiff nipples, greedily sucking them into my mouth. Her tits were gigantic, and though I’d lied to my wife a million times and told her I was an ass and leg man (which wasn’t entirely untrue, I do love both parts and she had exceptionally nice both), I love huge tits, especially firm, amazing ones like these. They were incredibly ripe, a bit of softness, but so firm they simply stood up perkily, seemingly at attention. Youth, it seemed, did have advantages.
Theresa! I felt a sudden surge of guilt, and tried to push her off of me, crying out “Wait, I can’t!” She pushed forward, silencing my mouth with hers, and as her weight shifted forward, I had to put one of my hands behind me in order to catch my balance. As she crushed her body to me, I put an arm around her, relishing the feeling of her soft, silken skin and the weight of her breasts against me. She ground her snatch across my hard length, and I groaned as I felt her wetness, which was already flowing copiously.
“There’s no way I’m getting off of you until you’ve fucked me,” she said, her voice husky with need. “And don’t even lie to me and tell me you don’t want to or don’t need it just as bad as I do right now. Your body is buzzing just like mine.” She kissed me insistently, and as she did, I felt her hand reach in between us and roughly insert me into her cavern, her weight bearing down as her wet, heavenly pussy enveloped me. An almost orgasmic electric sensation ran down my cock, and then up my entire body, but amazingly, I didn’t cum. “That’s going to keep happening,” she admonished, seeming to read my mind. “You’re in now,” she added, as her hips began to move along my length, “you might as well keep going. You’ve already started. Tonight it’s just us, your wife is a half a world away, and we’ll probably never see each other again. What happens here stays here, so let’s have some fun, sexy.” Whatever doubt I had left was melting away as the animal part of my brain slowly took over, and before I knew it, I felt my hips pumping back into her. She began slowly moaning and put her arms around my neck as she kissed me again, pushing me onto my back as she began to get into a solid rhythm of riding my cock.